Duncan Connell

If you are reading this, I have shuffled off this mortal coil, slid down the curtain and joined the choir invisibule!  If you don’t know what I am referring to then I will tell you, as I have always told my daughters, to go and look it up.  All my life (and much to the vexation of my good lady wife Jan) I have enjoyed a good banter.  Whether it was on the road during one of the many long hauls while driving for Muskoka Transport or simply standing on Main Street, I would never turn down the opportunity to chat with an acquaintance.  Consider this my last opportunity to natter on.

I moved to Bracebridge from England in 1975 after having met and married The Wife Jan.  I worked at a few different places before starting at Muskoka Transport which is where I remained.  I drove truck all over Canada and the United States before I finally retired from life on the road, with Jan’s permission of course.

I enjoyed tinkering around the house, spending time building my model planes and flying them with the Muskoka Lakes RC Modelers.  I also started Lawn Bowling with my sister Angela, and you could often hear me coaching “Too Narra!” from down the green.  I entered many Lawn bowling tournaments, my most prized award being the stuffed Chicken that is proudly displayed on the rear-view mirror of my truck (again, much to the exasperation of The Wife).

I was diagnosed with Cancer in early 2019 but continued to do the things I loved to do and spend time with my family and friends as much as I could.

I leave behind The Wife, Jan who is the love of my life, who I moved halfway around the world to be with.  My daughters, Rat 1 Tamar (Justin) and Rat 2 Dawn (Mackenzie).  My granddaughter Evelyn.  My sister and bowling partner Angela.  Niece Sam.  Great-niece Cassandra and Great-nephew Nick (to which I bequeath my necktie collection).  Sister-in-Law, Jennifer Fisher (Steve), Niece Marlee, Nephew Sean, Brother-in-Law Ron Boyer and Mother-in-Law Shirley Hunt

This Spring I have left orders to finish the roof and siding along with other odd jobs to be completed around the house.   All with no instructions so you are all left to your own devices.  Make sure to complete these to the same standards to which I have always upheld, or I shall be putting my 2 cents in from wherever I am.

Please ensure to send me off appropriately dressed for the occasion.  No sweatpants and a shirt with a breast pocket to put my teeth in.

Look after the flock.